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Y’all know that I am a contributor to the Fort Worth Moms Blog, right? Well, I am*. This post featuring my Chicken and Waffle Burgers… …along with Kettle Corn on the Cob… …and Watermelon Slushies ran today so canter over to my post and have a look. *Stop laughing, guys. I know what I said about not carrying Cheerios in my purse or watching Disney movies. I take it back. I never drove a mini-van, though, so I feel that […]

Yikes, it’s been a while hasn’t it? We’ve been busy over here at Kitchenpants! with racing season and gymnastics season, not to mention birthdays (well, hello 38…pass that bottle of Chardonnay over here and no, I don’t need a glass), travels and guests (including a visit from a proper southern lady who got me to nibble on a calf fry (never again) AND spend hours on a golf course (possibly again)), and a smattering of happy hours and brunch dates […]

I don’t know about you, but when I was a kid, I couldn’t wait to be an adult. All of my pretend games centered around adult activities. There was “Alison’s Store” which consisted of hawking items from the confines of my closet. Also high on the list was “Work”, a game in which I would pack my mom’s ledger paper and a calculator into a briefcase and crunch numbers under the stairs in the basement. And, of course, “Prom” in […]

This recipe – shown above in its infancy – is what happens when a member of the Kitchenpants! Tasting Committee and lover of whiskey says, “You should make something with whiskey!” Normally, the only thing I make with whiskey is a gagging noise. I’m sorry. I just can’t with whiskey. No matter how you explain it to me or how I practice the proper tasting techniques or how aware I am that a girl who sips whiskey is very appealing […]

So, Christmas cards didn’t happen for me this year. They didn’t happen for me last year, either…or the year(s)(!) before that. All I can say to that is that I am, at the very least, consistent. And for those of you who continue to send me cards despite my inability to get it together to send you one, thank you. It’s people like me who are driving up the price of postage, so I apologize to you for both offenses. […]

“You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.” – The Incredible Hulk “You won’t like me when I am hungry.” – Ali If you’ve ever been around me when I am hungry (like really hungry…not just the “I could eat” hungry, but the “I NEED TO EAT RIGHT THIS INSTANT!!” hungry), you know that I am extremely unpleasant. A former (thank goodness*) co-worker used to call this phenomenon “being hangry” as it is anger that stems from the extreme need for […]

Sigh. This weekend I am supposed to be in New York City. Last night, I should have been sipping a cocktail at Grand Central and then heading back for a cozy night of To Catch A Predator (“Why don’t you have a seat?”) with two of my favorite people. Instead, I am stuck in Texas in the middle of an ice storm: Dislike. If ever there was meaning to my self-given title of “Reluctant Texan”, this is it. How can […]

Ah, Feathers the Turkey, we hardly knew ye. But for the brief time we did, you were juicy and delicious, and you looked good enough to star in a Norman Rockwell scene…and as your last contribution to our festivities, you get to be the star of the show for the ultimate use of Thanksgiving leftovers: the club sandwich. I am not a fan of repeating the Thanksgiving feast with leftovers, which is why the club sandwich is what I do […]

The above note is courtesy of the Kitchenpants! tasting committee. Make this stuffing and you, too, could receive such reviews. The Ingredients: 3 Cups Cremini Mushrooms – Large Dice/Slice and omit the stems. 4 Sweet Italian Chicken Sausages – If you can, get these from the meat counter. You can use regular pork sausage, but chicken sausage tastes the same, and has a lot less fat in it.* 2 Cups Chopped Onion 3 Cloves of Garlic – Finely Chopped 1/2 Cup […]

There are many, many ways to cure a hangover: painkillers, water, sleep, eggs (true story), kombucha (truer story), a good run (truest story ever), and, of course, a little hair of the dog. Usually, hair of the dog comes in the form of a Bloody Mary (no, thank you), but it can also take the form of the Michelada. The Michelada came into my life on spring break in Acapulco on a sunny morning at the pool after a late […]